By Ashlie Adams

My life is a flower
Unfolding every day.
Please give me attention
In each and every way.
If and when you turn me down
I argue to you I will die.
So listen up , I ask only this
Why, why, why?
\Enough about her
What about me?
Don't be so oblivious boy
Just look down for me
I really need attention too
For I will surly die
Tell me now and tell me true
Too late, now I cry
For my pedals now grow week
My life come to its end
I must say goodbye for now
Now, you'll always have one less best friend